Hello. My name is Daniela, I'm 24 years old, he's Ezequiel, 29, and yes, we're cousins-in-law, or rather, co-cousins. I hope not to bore you with the story but one of the reasons we're at P! is just to scream our most secret secrets to the four winds. 
Does anyone remember the night when your boyfriend took you out to dinner for the first time with his family? Family dinner, mother's criticisms, father's ironies, your boyfriend not defending you, brothers' slaps, even grandparents'? Well, it's been two years since that damn night and I recall that the only one who gave me support and a warm welcome was Ezequiel, my sister-in-law's boyfriend. He's an introverted type and I'm a bit shy, so we never forced anything or looked for anything, not even imagining something could happen between us. We just built a very good relationship, first as cousins, then as friends. Things went along with a lot of spontaneity and confidence.
By the time I was dating my boyfriend, practically everyone was living in my in-laws' house, all under the same roof; one night around three am, passing by Ezequiel's room that my sister-in-law shared, lost in darkness, silence, and sleep, I heard them, approached the slightly open door, and saw them, took a step back but returned immediately and watched them, giving each other a very but very pleasant kiss that I couldn't or didn't want to move.
I don't know if it was the way my sister-in-law rode him, or how he pumped her strongly, generating with each pelvic impact a flow of fluids in my groin, or simply curiosity that seduced me completely. But they seduced me, excited me, indirectly invited me to share an orgasm with them; it was like I was having sex with them. With every moan from my sister-in-law, a moan from me. With every chirp or tug on her hair, a sigh.
The way she held her hands over her mouth to stifle a scream, the increase in speed on her waist, the slutty face she made, something about her announced her orgasm... and it came... and along with hers, mine... I must have I stood still behind that door for about 15 minutes, those were the most morbid and perverse minutes that led me to experience the most pleasurable mental orgasm. Obvious and inevitably, from that moment on my way of seeing him changed and treating him. My conversations towards him became more inquisitive, my way of moving around him became much more persuasive. I took advantage of every situation to get closer and be alone with him for longer. I would wake up at midnight to relive the same fate as that night. But whenever I was about to take the 'step', a moral barrier always stopped me.
I, the truth, didn't notice any inquisitive conversations or persuasive movements or anything! Yes I realized that one night he was spying on us while I was banging with my girlfriend, I acted like a fool and said nothing because even the moral barrier also prevented me from advancing or saying something.
Yes I started interpreting his indirect hints better, paying more attention to how he made himself a slut in front of me, listening to her moan loudly at night on purpose while screwing with my brother-in-law, which I thought was all part of a consensual morbid game until someone dared to take another step.
And the step ended up being mine when we stayed late watching TV, reclining on the sofa, very slowly and discreetly started caressing her arm, a smile from her led me to caress her leg, she let out a deep sigh that invited me to raise my hand to her crotch, and the closing of her eyes was the sign of total surrender that my sister-in-law gave me to start screwing her. Maybe he plays a lot with psychology, but never in my life did I put my fingers on a pussy so wet and boiling as my sister-in-law's.
I knew that letting the opportunity pass would be cooling things off, so at that same moment we set a date, place, and excuses.
We agreed to meet up a week later at a bar and then decide what to do, but, to my surprise, he knew very well what to do, where to go, how to get there. After some drinks and laughter we left for that place where we so much wanted and needed to be. Once there, away from our obligations, nothing could stop us from fulfilling our desire, even now I shiver when I remember that night, how it started. He took my right hand, kissed it, looked at me and smiled... it was enough for me to throw myself into his arms, our bodies began to get close and I felt that heat flooding my body, I began to undress slowly, I could perceive how much we had desired that moment. Once naked and excited, we lay down on the floor and started kissing all over my body, starting from my feet until it ended in my mouth, I was extremely wet and eager for him to finally take me... and when he did, I knew it wouldn't be the last time. That night we knew we were crossing a barrier, and there would be no way to go back without losing in the attempt; instead, we would have to keep going forward and effectively win everything! We hope not to have bored you with our story, it's just the beginning of a relationship that opened our minds and is taking us to enjoy sex in a way we hadn't enjoyed until now, you'll understand. Obviously there will be more anecdotes, photos, and even videos if you want. It seems like quite a crowded community. Best regards
Does anyone remember the night when your boyfriend took you out to dinner for the first time with his family? Family dinner, mother's criticisms, father's ironies, your boyfriend not defending you, brothers' slaps, even grandparents'? Well, it's been two years since that damn night and I recall that the only one who gave me support and a warm welcome was Ezequiel, my sister-in-law's boyfriend. He's an introverted type and I'm a bit shy, so we never forced anything or looked for anything, not even imagining something could happen between us. We just built a very good relationship, first as cousins, then as friends. Things went along with a lot of spontaneity and confidence.By the time I was dating my boyfriend, practically everyone was living in my in-laws' house, all under the same roof; one night around three am, passing by Ezequiel's room that my sister-in-law shared, lost in darkness, silence, and sleep, I heard them, approached the slightly open door, and saw them, took a step back but returned immediately and watched them, giving each other a very but very pleasant kiss that I couldn't or didn't want to move.
I don't know if it was the way my sister-in-law rode him, or how he pumped her strongly, generating with each pelvic impact a flow of fluids in my groin, or simply curiosity that seduced me completely. But they seduced me, excited me, indirectly invited me to share an orgasm with them; it was like I was having sex with them. With every moan from my sister-in-law, a moan from me. With every chirp or tug on her hair, a sigh.
The way she held her hands over her mouth to stifle a scream, the increase in speed on her waist, the slutty face she made, something about her announced her orgasm... and it came... and along with hers, mine... I must have I stood still behind that door for about 15 minutes, those were the most morbid and perverse minutes that led me to experience the most pleasurable mental orgasm. Obvious and inevitably, from that moment on my way of seeing him changed and treating him. My conversations towards him became more inquisitive, my way of moving around him became much more persuasive. I took advantage of every situation to get closer and be alone with him for longer. I would wake up at midnight to relive the same fate as that night. But whenever I was about to take the 'step', a moral barrier always stopped me.
I, the truth, didn't notice any inquisitive conversations or persuasive movements or anything! Yes I realized that one night he was spying on us while I was banging with my girlfriend, I acted like a fool and said nothing because even the moral barrier also prevented me from advancing or saying something.
Yes I started interpreting his indirect hints better, paying more attention to how he made himself a slut in front of me, listening to her moan loudly at night on purpose while screwing with my brother-in-law, which I thought was all part of a consensual morbid game until someone dared to take another step.
And the step ended up being mine when we stayed late watching TV, reclining on the sofa, very slowly and discreetly started caressing her arm, a smile from her led me to caress her leg, she let out a deep sigh that invited me to raise my hand to her crotch, and the closing of her eyes was the sign of total surrender that my sister-in-law gave me to start screwing her. Maybe he plays a lot with psychology, but never in my life did I put my fingers on a pussy so wet and boiling as my sister-in-law's.
I knew that letting the opportunity pass would be cooling things off, so at that same moment we set a date, place, and excuses.
We agreed to meet up a week later at a bar and then decide what to do, but, to my surprise, he knew very well what to do, where to go, how to get there. After some drinks and laughter we left for that place where we so much wanted and needed to be. Once there, away from our obligations, nothing could stop us from fulfilling our desire, even now I shiver when I remember that night, how it started. He took my right hand, kissed it, looked at me and smiled... it was enough for me to throw myself into his arms, our bodies began to get close and I felt that heat flooding my body, I began to undress slowly, I could perceive how much we had desired that moment. Once naked and excited, we lay down on the floor and started kissing all over my body, starting from my feet until it ended in my mouth, I was extremely wet and eager for him to finally take me... and when he did, I knew it wouldn't be the last time. That night we knew we were crossing a barrier, and there would be no way to go back without losing in the attempt; instead, we would have to keep going forward and effectively win everything! We hope not to have bored you with our story, it's just the beginning of a relationship that opened our minds and is taking us to enjoy sex in a way we hadn't enjoyed until now, you'll understand. Obviously there will be more anecdotes, photos, and even videos if you want. It seems like quite a crowded community. Best regards
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